Posts tagged ‘New Mexico’

May 15, 2010

how I found love with a power tool

by badmammy

Spring has sprung here in New Mexico. The hummerbirds are buzzing, every plant in the state is pollinating & the wind is blowing like heck. We are loving the warmer weather &  have been able to open the (new!) windows & doors to air out the house. As a result, the entire house is coated in a layer of dust. Pollen, dust & love are alive & dancing in the air. Tumbleweeds of dog hair are gathered in the corners & under the furniture. It’s a beautiful thing.

Yes, between sneezing fits, even I have a new love in my life this year. It hasn’t replaced an old love, just added itself to the vast array of people & things I adore. And, sure enough, it was right there under my running nose & before my itchy red eyes all along. I can hear my Grandmother now . . . . “If it had been a snake, it wouldda bit cha.”  Grandmother also said some things about things being right under our noses if we would but look and something else about already having everything we need.

Sure enough, she was right. Looking at all the dust on even the vertical surfaces & walking on gritty floors, feeling almost buried under all the dirt & just about on the edge of allergy induced despair, the lightenin bolt hit me. The answer was sitting there in the garage. I walk past it all the time.

The shop vac!! I rolled it into the house, plugged in that big orange cord & went to town on the dust & dirt. I love it!! You don’t have to be so particular about what you suck up like you would with the Hoover. I started with the floors then worked my way across the furniture & out the side patio door. I sucked up all kinds of stuff out there! It was so much fun. I cleaned up dead leaves, cobwebs, sticks, dirt & some mardi gras beads. I cleaned out the flower beds. Usually this job takes quite awhile using a broom, dustpan & trash can. Plus, then I have to drag it all through the house out to the alley. The flower beds usually involve a lot of bending & stooping. With the shop vac you just add another length of tube & keep going. Much easier on this old gal.

Another benefit to the shop vac is no bags or little containers to empty. I just rolled it back into the garage & left it. Ha ha. It’s great.

April 21, 2010

roadside fatima

by badmammy

Big Daddy & I were driving along through Espanola, NM the other day when we spied Fatima on the side of the road, in the parking lot of a grocery store. Needless to say, we hung a screeching u-turn. In deference to Espanola law, we sprayed gravel & did not signal before suddenly turning.

That’s right . . . Fatima. She was radiating love & bliss from behind a scratchy sheet of plexiglass in the back of a customized trailer. The big back doors opened up to reveal a mobile shrine, complete with Fatima prayer cards & slots for donations. The  signs assured us, in English & Spanish, that she would pray for us poor sinners & our loved ones who may be in harms way.

The woman with Fatima had quite a rig going  . . . . . the Fatima trailer also serves as a store. She also had a huge fit when I tried to take a picture of that side of the trailer. She hollered “No, no” in a foreign sounding language & waved me off. “Only take picture of back”. Ok. She had a cool little side door that opened up. On the inside of the door were rows of rosaries, then inside the trailer was a little shelf with vials of water or dirt, more prayer cards & other Fatima items. She was “behind the counter” raking in the cash. And I mean raking. Since I am a big white chick I could easily see over the heads of her “customers”. I saw brown wrinkled fists cluching $10s & $20s, reaching out, fumbling with wallets.

I can only conclude that dragging Fatima around the country pays pretty nice & is an all round sweet deal. Big Daddy noticed they had Canadian tags on all of the vehicles so that explains the accent, it was French. They were a long way from home.

Fatima’s rep was driving a very nice travel bus with big tinted windows. She also had a very cute scoot sitting outside that she must use for quick trips & errands. (Like heading to the river twice a day for more holy water & dirt, I’m guessin’.)

As I was taking a few snaps & making my donation, a cat in a lowrider slid up beside me. He got down & held up his cell phone to get a pic of Fatima. It was early evening  & there was a glare on Fatima from one angle. As he moved around trying to find a nonglaring shot, the low rider says to me, “eeeeeeee, it’s all glarey, I can’t get a good shot”. I replied the only thing I could “eeeeeeee, I know, huh? Try over there.”